Il testo della We threw gasoline on the fire and now we have stumps for arms and no eyebrows

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pochette album We threw gasoline on the fire and now we have stumps for arms and no eyebrows

Data di rilascio : 21/05/2002

Durata : 0:02:44

Stile : Alternative

Brilliant, a word describing something dumb
You create to desecrate the villain i've become
A prophet, not to be made but heard
Speaks in tongues and sarcasm

To me it's plain, to you absurd
You don't know me let alone my intent
Actions do not always self represent
I don't feel urgency in explaining

My conscience opaquely clear
The seed is gently sown back to mother earth
The flower blooms resplendent fumes
A miracle rebirth

The cynic in a search of something more
The fragrant air cannot compare
To what it was the great before

Remember the good old days
Remember the sound
Remember the sweet mustiness underground

No, i don't feel the need for reliving
Some things are better off dead
Never thought the furnace
Was going to burn us

We worked the bellows for so long
The comfort of the fire apathized us
Looks like we burned ourselves alive

Remember the old band we filled ears with pain
Nothing to lose, there was nothing to gain
No, i don't miss my span of attention
I do miss my old friend tim